George Eddie Burks
344-64-4917
19 Clinton 3E,
Bangor, Me. 00401.
June 28, 2006
The Initiation Of A New Dominion.
The Way To Any Gate Is In Ones’ Own Truth.
A Prose
By Geo. E. Burks
He spoke to the fiery skies while it was blazing in an impenetrating
light.
“Your reign over us can never be, we will conquer you
like we had the rest.”
The earth hearing this, tremble out a warning that was felt
in the depths of the afar and above.
The skies looked down and pondered; “With such strength,
when would they would mastered the disillusionment to aloof and lift themselves up to us and for us to meet their address.
The priest saw that the skies was not going to answered his
plead rightfully or justified his authority. He turned to Earth and order them to circle the ones who are loyal to the skies
prowess and bring them under his authority the earth trembled and fell in its own depths, then there more trembling, upheavals,
storms and mayhem; finally in the brightest hour when the day was sore from the heat. The earth appeared with a span of harnessed
fire and told the priest,
”We have group of their strong ones who have focus well enough to be considered of rank and was managed to trap
and now we have them for your audience, sir.”
The priest response, “This is good, bring them to me
at the heights and the skies will see how we conquered the flames that was spurned in the sky realms and this will have us
lifted up to the clouds and get us an answer for our address.”
At the heights the priest looked to the sky and said, “look
how those who you answered are now weak and under our bidding,” then he spoke to the flames, “Now can you lift
us to your heights, so we can prove our dominion over all of earth?”
The flames hearing this quickly responds, “Sir, Father, wait!
The great sky is vast and fathomless and can’t be summon from here. You must stand firm with substance as clear as air
and allow it to lift you up as high as the stars for you to be heard. Only there and at the most highest places are where
the sky will address you.
The priest demands their silence and ordered the earth to
force the flames to give in to him and tell him the way to rise to the gate.
The flames plead with the priest saying,
“We hear you by force and we are impossible to manage,
so this is not a mistake, you must have the substance in your grasp already.”
The priest can’t finding what the flames was telling
ordered the Earth escort the flames aside and to continuing persuading and pursued the flames until they tell him what is
the way to their gate that take them to the place where they can lift up themselves to skies’ gates.
After awhile the flames growing weary of the mocking of the Earth’s
persistence and seeing that their harnesses was only for certain sort of fires’ and flames’ shifts decided that
the priest in which was a point of madness seeking solace for the Earth’s rightful rules over itself, decide to give
a statement.
The earth hearing this decision told the priest that the
flames would address the requests and show how to lift one self to the gates, so the skies will address you.
The priest received this news and allowed them to his presence.
The flames said to the priest, “In your life not alike
others lives, you were borne to disilluded yourself by a commitment you place on yourself”
Then another flaming fire started while looking to the skies
and said, “When you address the skies, look that way and tell the skies what is it you are doing and why you must do
what you doing. The skies will not hear you like Earth will hear you and the Earth knowing that the skies sees all in the
light will lift you and themselves up to a gate where the sky starts, so all will see you in the light and will ask the skies
for you on what to do about your self-disillusionments. For you had proclaimed yourself the rightful rule over Earth and Hell
and now must find a place for your rule that would reach as afar as you have already claimed.
The priest cried “Blasphemy!! How dare you charge me
of incompetence, if it was that easy then I would never had to conquer Earth and Hell in the first place and refute your insolent
not words, now dispense with the testing, for is it not obvious I do know the way to rule? Lift me to the gates where my rightful
dominion will be known to all over!!!”
The flames replied, “ Good!! For it is true you do
know the way of rule and because of your last proclamation we can’t keep our fires focus away from your loyal and good
Earth anymore”
The flames then flared bright that very moment and started
all around the priest and then the priest was picked him up toward the skies and then over where the Earth had bellowed the
flames up from the depths and down thru their gates.
All that the Earth heard when this happened was the flames proclaiming that if all that priest wanted was a haven for
the good Earth then the priest should have accepted Earth in its nature with the truth within secured and never ordered for
hell to be conquered or placed into his rule and he would lived for evermore ever contented in a heavenly place and Earth,
Hell and all other places included those most afar and most high would keep themselves over the rest who would had dominion
over their hot aired works and their heavy rock, but now all this priest can attained for his good Earth is contentment.
GEORGE EDDIE BURKS
The
Number One Rights With Freedom.
Every
Individual have the rights to continuously reinforce and reconstitute oneself with what one found refineries and by one's
own choice alone.
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FROM INSERTS IN THE BOOK I'M WRITNG:
Whims’ Call And Some Sense.
New Translations From Etches On Faces.(working title)
Socio/Psycho-linguistics Works By Geo. E. Burks
PT.2: Life Scenes: Poise and Purity Between Every-way People.
Chapt. VI: The Pragmatic Sex Irreproachable Is For Grown Ups Only.
Psycho-Linguistic Analysis by Geo. E. Burks of Lucy Larcom's PLANT A TREE.
People seem to have gotten carry away with the occupation of sexual contact as one's own discretion of the known
quality of a leisure time fulfilled. It has grown so that the entire original dignity of the act has been neglected and the
practice of valuing it as a matter of the whole natural education and of its positive purposes as becoming in idea consistently
with the observed growth process and not as the maturing process, for with all its values which are the best actions in the
signaling of a symbolic crest taking form during its wake and seen as its aftermath.
Especially with the case of pre-marital situations when the underlying goals of its sense for the refining pragmatic
term; "intimacy" should always be viewed in a full (a-theoritical) catharsis contention (a Scientific procedure
approach, First) and not have regards of its catharsis intents as a degree of the defining
term "pragmatic" in its strong translation.
The following is a work by Lucy Larcom, which is written with a pragmatic presentation that can place the ease to
guilt and keep the satisfaction in the anticipating sensational demeanors.
PLANT A TREE
by Lucy Larcom.^
He who plants a tree,
plants a hope.
Rootlets up through fibres blindly grope;
Leaves unfold into horizion's free.
So man's life must climb,
From the clods of time,
Unto heaven's sublime.
Canst thou prophesy, Thou little tree,
What the glory of thy boughs shall be?
He who plants a tree,
Plants a joy:
Plants a comfort that will never cloy:
Every day a fresh reality,
Beautiful and strong,
To whose shelter thong
Creatures blithe with song.
If thou couldst but know, thou happy tree,
of the bliss that shall inhabit thee!
He who plants a tree
He plants peace.
Under its green curtains jargon's cease,
Leaf and zephyr murmur soothingly;
Shadows soft with sleep,
Downtired eyelids creep,
Balm of slumber deep!
Never hast thou dreamed, thou blessed tree.
Of the benediction thou shalt be.
He who plants a tree,
He plants youth;
Vigor won for centuries in sooth!
Life of time, that hints eternity!
Boughs their strength uprear:
New shoots, every year,
On old growths appear:
Thou shalt teach the ages sturdy tree,
Youth of soul is immortality.
He who plants a plants a tree,
He plants love,
Tents of coolness spreading out above.
Wayfarere she may not live to see.
Gift that grow are best;
Hands that bless are blest;
Plant! Life does the rest!
Heaven and earth help him who plants a tree,
And his work its own reward shall be.
(^=) Greeley, Durkin: THE BOOK OF LOVE, 2002.
In the chapter; Love Of Nature